I keep getting frustrated and disheartened that I still have all these little tasks to get done: an in-class performance, finalizing a study guide, coming into the office, finalizing a director's notebook. I suppose every semester is like this: you wait for the climactic ending, the great sense of relief to suddenly strike, when it's always just a fizzle.
It'll all be over Friday afternoon. I can make it till then...right?
Like a waterfall in slow motion, Part One
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